After Baozi woke up a few people, he began to formally introduce himself under their confused stares.
"My name is Yu Wenli, and my nickname is Baozi. You can continue to call me Classmate Bao. This is my great-grandfather, who was once the emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty. Now he has retired and been granted the title of Supreme Emperor Dangdang. This is the former Prime Minister.
Fu, he has become an official at home. You can respect him, Mr. Chu, and this one..."
He reached out and pulled Xiaoyao Gong who had just walked in. Xiaoyao Gong also carried a wine bottle in his hand. He looked half-drunk. He was the one who drank with the Supreme Emperor last night. Now that he got up late, he carried a wine bottle.
Wine is said to restore the soul.
"This is Mr. Xiaoyao." After Baozi introduced him, he looked at them seriously. Seeing signs of fainting again, he quickly added, "Don't faint, otherwise my mother will really want to
I’m here to give you injections.”
This sentence made them take a breath and straighten their waists, but the waists were straightened, and they knelt down straight, their lips trembling and they didn't know what to say, their heads were buzzing and they were still digesting the words of their classmate Bao.
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Seeing this, Xiaoyao Gong said: "Would it feel better if I drank some wine?"
With that said, he handed the wine bottle to Zhou Mao, "Here, boy, take a sip."
Zhou Mao was dizzy. He only saw a red face and a gourd-shaped wine pot swinging in front of him. He opened his mouth and poured the spicy wine from his mouth all the way down his throat. He almost
I forgot to swallow, and a lot of wine flowed out of the corners of my mouth.
Although I lost my composure, after drinking, I became a little more courageous and spoke more boldly. The Supreme Emperor particularly liked what he said. He raised his thumb to Bao'er and said, "I recommend it, observe it, round it, and use it."
Bar."
Since the introduction of science and technology to obtain scholars, there have been officials recommended by the cabinet. The recommended people can still shine even if they do not take the scientific examination path.
Now that the Supreme Emperor has personally recommended him, Bao'er can certainly use him with confidence.
They kept talking and drinking all the way. The more they talked, the more they drank, the more drunk they became. In the end, they were sent back by the old men in black.
After they sobered up, they each held their foreheads in the inn, trying hard to remember the specific details.
I just felt like I had a dream. In the dream, there was an old man who said that the current emperor was his grandson and the current queen was going to come over and give them acupuncture. It was extremely magical.
They gathered together urgently and pieced together the memory fragments, but they still didn't want to believe that what they saw last night was the Supreme Emperor.
Zhou Mao even said, "Did they give us some medicine to cause us to have delusions? I don't believe it."
The four of them also expressed disbelief.
In fact, when I think back on those things, I feel that they were too superficial and not that real.
But if it's all an illusion... let's believe it. I'd rather believe that I really had such an adventure than be deceived.
They discussed it and decided to go to Prince Su's Mansion to have a look. What happened after they were drunk was vague to them, but they still remembered clearly what happened before entering the mansion.
It was a side entrance, a large alley with tall and mottled walls.
We rented a carriage and the five of us were crowded together. It was so narrow that we could hardly turn around. We couldn't help but think of how spacious and comfortable the carriage sent by our classmates to pick them up was.
When we arrived at Prince Su's Mansion, we didn't recognize him at the gate because he had never stopped at the gate. After getting off the carriage, he walked around and walked into the alley. He saw the two slightly shabby side doors, and memories suddenly came flooding back to him.
This is it, that's right.
They didn't dare to say anything, and looked at each other in confusion. They really entered Prince Su's Mansion last night, and really saw the Supreme Emperor, the former Chief Assistant, and Duke Xiaoyao. The identity of the classmate Bao...
But Classmate Bao’s painting quality is too poor, and he doesn’t really like it.
...If he is the prince, then it can be forgiven that he is almost a painter. He can ghostwrite in the future if he needs it.
"We..." Liu Yipeng felt that his voice was trembling a little, "Are we considered to have no regrets in this life?"
Zhou Mao patted him on the shoulder, acting very gregarious for the first time, and said in a solemn voice, "No, we have to work harder to prepare for this exam, and we have to use our abilities to prove to the Supreme Emperor that we can serve the imperial court.
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The four people nodded in unison, their eyes full of fighting spirit.